![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
littlelotteWay way sicker than I woke up this morning. As I was in the shower before work it occured to me, "Damnit! I'm in management now! I can't ever call in sick again." Insert very sad face here.
First night of bar training went not too badly. Could have certainly gone worse given that I feel as though I've been run over by a semi at the moment.
I am also so drugged up right now it's ridiculous. I never mix medicines outside of what doctors have given me all lumped together, but I felt so good this morning that I had to do it again.
Sleepy time. Work at 11am tomorrow. Pout. Four more days behind the bar, and then my restaurant opens and closes (a week or so), and I'm done. And I still don't know when I'm leaving or if I'm going to Polaris 100% for certain.
First night of bar training went not too badly. Could have certainly gone worse given that I feel as though I've been run over by a semi at the moment.
I am also so drugged up right now it's ridiculous. I never mix medicines outside of what doctors have given me all lumped together, but I felt so good this morning that I had to do it again.
Sleepy time. Work at 11am tomorrow. Pout. Four more days behind the bar, and then my restaurant opens and closes (a week or so), and I'm done. And I still don't know when I'm leaving or if I'm going to Polaris 100% for certain.
